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A bit of backstory on said raccoon, the GM allowed our rogue to have a pet raccoon at character creation, nbd, just a flavor pet. She has it riding Stickfoot, carrying a backpack full of snacks, trying to teach it to perform. Great stuff. The raccoon stays with us, and around level 10 she wants to turn it into more of an animal companion because she's grown attached to it. Cool, a little Nature Soul and Animal Ally, since she didn't want to level dip into druid, and he becomes a battle Raccoon.
The player is pretty new so I help coach her on using the raccoon to help set up flanks for her to get sneak attack. The player remains VERY hesitant to send the raccoon into combat for fear of it dying. I mean, roleplaying-wise, fantastic, during combat we'd do a check-in to find out whether the raccoon was cowering in the corner or, occasionally, mixing it up and helping out. Not a huge problem but was kind of a party joke.
Last night, a friend of the rogue, who has never played a tabletop RPG before, sits in to watch but we talk her into playing the raccoon since it doesn't require a whole lot of doing and the play is pretty straightforward. We were clearing the Halls of Wrath in the Runeforge and come across High Lady Athroxis. We're wailing on her pretty good and it comes to our guest-raccoon's turn. She rolls, nat 20, rolls again to confirm and does so. Athroxis had something on the order of 4 HP when the raccoon attacked.
The Sorcerer and I were amused and disgusted. I mean, awesome experience for a first-timer, epic battles and cool unique mark on your very first game. The Sorcerer and I had silently tolerated the blasted raccoon for 6 years and pretended like it was a valuable member of the party. We took a smoke break and talked ourselves out of racing to smother the damn thing in it's sleep due to it probably breaking the rogue.
We agreed to seek 'terrible and swift vengeance on whatever fiend struck down our beloved raccoon'. Basically race to burn down whatever managed to do what we couldn't.
Bandit, Racoon of WRATH!
Love it.
I imagine Karzoug is going to be a bit confused when we roll up on him.